Sunday, January 31, 2010

A Time to...

There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven...a time to search and a time to give up, a time to keep and a time to throw away ~ Ecclesiates 3:1, Ecclesiates 3:6 (NIV)
When we found out we were pregnant with Caleb, people came out of the woodwork offering us baby items. From clothes to car seats, blankets to cribs, bassinettes, cradles, breast pumps to high chairs, the love and generosity those around us bestowed upon our budding little family was amazing.

All of Caleb's things have been boxed up and stored in our spare room for nearly 16 months. It pains me to call it a spare room because it should be a nursery, but it's not and may never be.

I went through the room recently and found some special items I haven't seen in a long time.


The very special (and oh so soft) blanket we purchased after we found out Caleb was a boy...


His prayer buddy...


His crib (now disassembled)...

His very first Buckeye accessory ...


A special gift from his Great-Nana...



And a few items I purchased just 2 days before we found out Caleb was gone...


These few things are special to me and I will never part with them. No matter how stupid I look having a crib with no baby. But there are other things that could really be put to good use by a new mom in need. A very hopeful part of me wants to hold on to all of these things. They help me feel close to Caleb and I like to imagine another child of mine getting to use all of the things that his or her big brother never got a chance to.

But a more logical part of me knows that these things don't bring me any closer to my baby. Only God can do that. These are just material items that Caleb never used. I also know that there is a small chance that we will ever have another child. And even if we do, it won't be for a long time. There are babies that can use these things now.

So I'm torn. Is it time to give up or should I hold on a little longer?

2 comments:

Trennia said...

(((HUGS)))

Tonya said...

I can't give you any help on this one because all of Grady's clothes are still haning in his closet and folded neatly in his drawers. I haven't been able or ready to pack them away or part with them. I remember having a conversation with someone once who said she would just pack them up and keep them forever (and she's never lost a baby). Good luck with deciding what to do with them...

Love,
Tonya